As if he was asking for approval, the peak of his nose traced the side of her visage, laying the softer and faintest kiss on the woman.
The core of Ewelina trembled in ecstasy to his caress, timidly coming to rest her hand over the sleeve of the man, speaking as soft as a far dream would sound.
"Husband's force… I know at times it is troublesome to control…"
"... I'll be more careful."
"Haha… nonetheless. This wife also left marks on her spouse." — Lightly, the free hand on his sleeve came to grace the man's torso. Observing the wide chest while moving aside a tad of his open coat.
"Yours disappear quickly… you should bite me harder."
"!... Aslak… I cannot do that…"
"... Then touch me." — Taking both her wrists, Aslak moved her hands to lay on his firm torso, making her touch the bumpy sides of a muscular chest to request another kind of marking. — "Touch me so much I take your scent. I won't get mad if I smell like you, Ewelina."
"!... T-that…"